The Poles Of Nature Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt
The Poles Of Nature
To the east and west,
there lay an imaginary quest,
the quest to find which answer is the best,
that is, there is or is not a pole existing at the either ends,
where all the things bends,
this we can't go deep,
for it is not for thy humble feet.
Its supernatural to us
only the 'one' knows,
the one who is great,
he know wheather it exists.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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